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Money Mike, Pistol Pete |
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Both went running down the street |
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Police and snitches, lover's lane |
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Hot summer, hot rain |
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Hit the bricks |
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The girl got her tricks |
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She's the Mississippi terror |
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And there's none the fairer |
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O.T.B. was jammed |
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Paper changing hands |
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Nothing left but smoke and cellar |
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And a woman with a black umbrella |
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Little Lewis lost his shit |
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10 to 1, couldn't collect |
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Fish Head Phil, Itchy Ike |
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Say they never got home that night |
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Shake the breaker |
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That girl ain't no money maker |
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She's come to cook all the books |
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And flaunt her good looks |
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O.T.B. was jammed |
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Paper changing hands |
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Nothing left but smoke and cellar |
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And a woman with a black umbrella |
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O.T.B. was jammed |
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Paper changing hands |
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Nothing left but smoke and cellar |
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And a woman with a black umbrella |
